Apparently I go years between updating my profile, so here I am weeding out some of the babble and updating in a marginal manner, oddly similar to the way I approach my CV.

I'm 25 years old, working on a Masters' degree, and I've been writing fan fiction since I was about 15. You can trace my age through the stories, I find. They began with silly humor, continued with sappy love stories and what I now consider to be cheesy action flicks, traced through grand ideas that never panned out, and then became short introspective pieces sketching images of characters' lives.

My first fandom love was Dark Angel - and by my first, I mean the first for which I wrote the stories in my head. A leap of faith, that. Then came . . . oh, what came next? CSI, then Supernatural, then Firefly, etc. - but none of them held interest quite as long or as tightly as Dark Angel. These days my fandom loves come in intense but short bursts of perusing through entire sections of this site.

For anyone reading this who is new to the fan fiction scene, my advice to you is this: Don't be afraid of it. Honestly, writing fan fiction teaches you things about writing that you may never learn without it (I don't really know this, but it's a theory). It teaches you characterization, commitment, interaction with your audience.

Your audience helps you to learn out what works and what doesn't, but you do have to be cautious with reviewers; not because they sometimes tell you things you don't want to hear, but because sometimes they omit the things you don't want to hear. Take positive reviews as encouragement, but never forget who your most critical reader is (who it has to be): yourself. Don't forget your flames, either - sometimes they are angry, useless word vomit, but they can be a very helpful tool too. Read them, close them off for a few days, put them out of your mind, then re-read them - if your work is being flamed, there very well may be a problem. Take a second look. (But of course, sometimes the stories are just good.)

Try not to get too caught up in fan fiction. I am always afraid that I let myself fall back onto it too long. I know I loved it, I know I did write good stories, fandom based or not - but I know that while fan fiction teaches you to stay in the boundaries, it makes it hard for you to design your own as well. Building a character and a story is hard work, and I worry that not building them made it harder. Try AU stories if you want, and original characters (but be vaguely aware of the Mary Sue phenomenon).

Also, if you get a chance, read Strunk and White's The Elements of Style. It's short, it's witty, and it's an excellent guide.

And thanks for reading,

- Kel

I just realized that I only have two permanent WIPs. This is shocking to me, because I feel guilty enough about them that I thought there had to be more. They are Cargo, and The Only Way Out (and if I'm being honest, that one was going nowhere fast anyway). I'm sorry if any readers are/were left hanging, but it's been over nine years for both of them. I hope you (and I!) can get past it, because they're really not going to be continued.

In 2009, Castiel watches the Apocalypse end disastrously and makes a decision. In 1984, John Winchester suddenly finds himself with another little boy on his hands, one with dark, messy hair and sad blue eyes who won't leave John and his sons alone. AU.

Kink meme fill, no pairings. "And yet he thinks that maybe this is the moment that defines them as a team – the one where Barton has a goddamn seizure in the shawarma joint and the rest of them panic and run around like headless chickens."

'He wakes up on the floor of the RV, again, just like the day before, and the dozen days before that.' Daryl gets a second chance at saving Sophia; and a third, and a fourth, and a fifth ... TimeLoopAU; Eventual Andrea/Daryl.

After keeping careful tabs on Dean over the past year, he had found the brothers always turned to Bobby whenever things were at their worst. And Castiel wondered what it was about Bobby Singer that made them have so much faith in him.

Trapped in the jungles of Vietnam, BA learns that he may have jumped to the wrong to conclusions about the team’s new lieutenant. This story is set in the Skeletons universe. Skeletons can be found at the archive.

Pre Series. Dean finds himself in the clutches of a fae, only to find the aftermath's more difficult that he expected when a price has been put on his head. There's only so much help a father can give... COMPLETE

Conclusion up Egos, testosterone, murder oh my . A dead body at a local gym spirals out of control for Nick and Catherine.This is a friendship story featuring apperances from the rest of the team. Focus is on Nick.

Alec saw her and wanted her. She came to Seattle to forget her past, but why is White after her? As the world finds out about the transgenetics, maybe, just maybe they can find the love that will save them all. AlecNew Character,ML undertones COMPLETE!

Final Chapter up. She was Zack's greatest secret, even the others never knew about her freedom. Now, after he's gone, she has no choice but to come out and try to avoid the others. Unfortunately, that doesn't work out so well. Ch6 rated R.

He broke from the trees and sprinted out to the one rickety pier he'd seen jutting into the lake, intending as a last ditch effort to swim away from the walkers – he had no idea if they could swim, but doubted it.

After surviving the Demon's attack, an angry and bitter Jessica joins the brothers' hunt. As she and Sam struggle with what's left of their relationship, Dean finds himself in his own trouble... of the more life threatening kind.

Max is sick, and must be suicidal... she gets Logan AND Alec to cook for her... and several other people pop in for their part in the story. Old response to fic competition at The Broken World, see inside for further details.

Laughter echoes faintly down the hallway, giving me hope even as it mocks everything that we’ve become. Everything is lost but life – but that’s the only thing that’s truly gone, isn’t it? Ha ha. References to Grave Danger.

We're so often blind to the things that are standing right next to us to what is barely hinted at on the edge of sight. Sara and Nick have unanswered questions. AU PostEp, Play With Fire. Sequel to Unclean, Undisturbed, but can stand alone.

She hadn't been a number for a long time, and now he was't one either. His reality, his very being, had been transformed into something with an almost frightening amount of depth. 3rd fic in the Arcanum series.

Now and then, she expected to look into the shadows and see him – but never more than his eyes. It was as if his eyes were the only part of him that could possibly be real. 2nd fic in the Arcanum series.